Chapter 165: Lazy bones carry heavenly luck, waste gets true inheritance

Outside the Sanqing Hall.

An old Daoist with a tall stature, white hair and beard, and a majestic air that was not angry but awe-inspiring, was saying something to Wang Yixing and Zhao Yuzhen.

When he saw the blue-robed little Daoist walking out of the side hall, he shouted in a thick voice:

"Huanzhen."

Zhuang Buran walked over and lowered his head.

"Master."

"Your Senior Brother is just about to go down the mountain to travel. You should follow him."

"The disciple is weak and sickly, and has never practiced martial arts. I cannot bear the hardship of long-distance travel. I am truly powerless."

The blue-robed little Daoist said with lowered eyebrows and eyes:

"In addition, there were originally four countries in the world: Beili, Northern Que, Xichu, and Nanjue. The world was in constant strife, and the situation was treacherous and changeable."

"Now, Northern Que and Xichu have been destroyed by our Beili one after another, but there are still some remnants of Northern Que who have gone north to create 'Heavenly Beyond Heaven' in the extreme north, intending to restore the country."

Wang Yixing said with some helplessness:

"Junior Brother Huanzhen, Northern Que and Xichu have been destroyed for fifteen years. You don't need to be so cautious."

"Who knows if the 'Heavenly Beyond Heaven' created by the remnants of Northern Que will secretly engage in some conspiracies and tricks?" The blue-robed little Daoist looked solemn:

"I still feel most secure staying on the mountain."

"Senior Brother Huanzhen doesn't want to go, I can go," Zhao Yuzhen said hurriedly.

"One can go down the mountain but is unwilling, one wants to go down the mountain but cannot."

The leader of the Daoist sect on Wangcheng Mountain, Lu Suzhen, sighed lightly:

"If the fates of you two brothers were swapped, that would be even better. But how can there be perfection in the world?"

"Master, the disciple does not believe in fate. I believe that human power can definitely reverse heavenly fate. Just let me go down the mountain to play," Zhao Yuzhen said expectantly.

"Actually, heavenly fate can also be believed in. I believe that lazy bones carry heavenly luck, and waste gets true inheritance."

"As the saying goes, the hard work of the millstone turns into a dead knot, the lazy turtle basking in the sun cultivates longevity. When ants work hard to build a nest, they are actually lending life to the King of Hell. Working like an ox or a horse is just like borrowing a soup spoon from Meng Po."

The blue-robed little Daoist said slowly:

"Little brother, Master said you are an immortal from heaven. If so, once you go down the mountain and meet your tribulation, it will be a blessing, not a disaster."

"You should be ranked in the immortal class again and become an immortal who lives forever in heaven."

"If I were you, once I knew I was in this situation, I would immediately run down the mountain, find a big tree, hit my head and die, and ascend to immortality."

Suddenly, Lu Suzhen struck at the blue-robed boy's head, but was dodged by him with a side step without changing his expression.

Wang Yixing said gloatingly:

"Junior Brother Huanzhen's 'Near-Dao Body' is truly amazing, actually being able to dodge Master's strike. But I didn't see any respect for the teacher or love for the junior brother at all."

He looked at Lu Suzhen:

"Master, you must punish Junior Brother Huanzhen well. The more he doesn't want to do something, the more you should make him do it."

"Having three troublesome disciples, this old Daoist has accumulated great blessings," Lu Suzhen first looked at Zhao Yuzhen:

"Before I find a way to break the tribulation in your life, you must not go down the mountain, you know?"

"Yes," Zhao Yuzhen said somewhat dejectedly.

"As for you two, don't get in my way on the mountain."

The blue-robed little Daoist spread his hands:

"Fine, anyway, there is Senior Brother's protection down the mountain. He will definitely risk his life to protect me."

"Junior Brother Huanzhen, I am going down the mountain this time because I think your and Junior Brother's birthdays are coming up, and I plan to find two items as birthday gifts."

Wang Yixing said leisurely:

"Your attitude just now makes me feel that it is enough to just send a birthday gift to Junior Brother."

"Why go to so much trouble? The little donkey that Senior Brother carefully raised will be mine from now on," the blue-robed little Daoist said nonchalantly.

"No..."

Wang Yixing had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Zhuang Buran. He put his arm around Zhao Yuzhen's shoulder:

"Let's go, go to your courtyard. Recently, I have been studying a few talismans that can allow you to see the various sceneries down the mountain without going down, and they also have the ability to send messages over a thousand miles."

"Really?" Zhao Yuzhen was overjoyed:

"Brother, you didn't lie to me!"

"Whether I lied to you depends on how much of your immortal reincarnation is true and how much is false."

"If you can learn it, it is true. If you can't learn it, it is false."

The brothers' backs went further and further away. Wang Yixing saw this:

"Junior Brother Huanzhen looks lazy, but he actually cares most about Junior Brother."

Lu Suzhen looked at the backs going away:

"Because Yuzhen had a tribulation in his life, he was brought up the mountain by me since he was a child. Huanzhen stayed down the mountain until he was three before coming up, and then he would run down the mountain every three or five days to accompany his parents."

"Not long after they passed away two years ago, Huanzhen brewed Yellow Millet Wine."

"Master, do you mean that the disciple is right, that Junior Brother Huanzhen is a person of true feelings?"

"I am glad that he was born at the same time as Yuzhen, otherwise the Dao and Demon would be hard to predict!"

Lu Suzhen said something without a beginning or an end, leaving Wang Yixing, who was confused, standing there.

Five days later, at the foot of Wangcheng Mountain.

A blue-robed little Daoist rode a donkey backward, then lay steadily on the donkey's back.

Wang Yixing, who was watching the occupied donkey, couldn't help but say:

"Junior Brother, you must be careful, don't fall off yourself."

The blue-robed little Daoist said casually:

"Don't worry, this donkey is exceptionally spiritual and has not lived up to Senior Brother's careful care. I will take good care of it from now on."

"Junior Brother, I didn't say I wanted to give it to you," Wang Yixing said with a forced smile.

Zhuang Buran smiled.

"Then you call it now, see if it will answer you?"

"Xiao Hei!" Wang Yixing shouted suddenly.

However, the donkey under the blue-robed little Daoist, with its lively eyes, didn't even look at Wang Yixing.

"Mao Mao, let's go."

Zhuang Buran said boredly, and the donkey responded with "hee-haw, hee-haw" and immediately started running.

Wang Yixing was stunned as if struck by lightning, unable to believe that the donkey he had carefully cared for had been abducted in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, he had no choice but to ride the donkey he had specially borrowed and chase after them quickly.

Three days later.

"Junior Brother, along the way, aren't you curious about where I am taking you?"

"You are not taking me to die, so what is there to be curious about?"

Wang Yixing felt speechless, and finally couldn't help but say:

"We are going to the second-best sword-making workshop in the world, the Famous Sword Villa, which has two thousand three hundred swords and countless famous swords."

"Oh, is that so?" The blue-robed little Daoist lay on the donkey and said perfunctorily:

"How amazing. Why don't you go to the number one Sword Heart Tomb? They forged two swords that are among the top ten famous swords of the contemporary era."

Even though Wang Yixing heard the perfunctoriness, he didn't care much. He just wanted to find someone to chat with.

"Junior Brother wants to eat peaches in winter, so I heard that the 'Nine-Nine Profound Yang' left by the former Kunlun Sword Immortal fell into the Famous Sword Villa after it was broken."

"This time, the Famous Sword Villa's Sword Trial Assembly, held every three years, will bring out this re-forged sword of human warmth."

"So that's it. With this warm sword, if he wants to eat peaches in winter later, it will be easy," the blue-robed little Daoist changed the subject:

"Senior Brother, I have never been interested in knives and swords. You wouldn't want to give me a sword, would you?"

"Uh... didn't I already give you my donkey?" Wang Yixing said.

"It followed me voluntarily, how can that be considered a gift?" The blue-robed little Daoist asked with half-closed eyes.

"Actually, I originally planned to give you the 'Wine Classic' which is quite famous in the martial arts world, but I haven't heard..."

Before Wang Yixing finished speaking, he was interrupted by the blue-robed little Daoist:

"My brewing technique is taken from heaven and earth. I don't look down on this 'Wine Classic'."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 166 =====